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A/N: some people may object to the way I am going to portray Draco Malfoy. I know he is a snotty little rich boy but I think that he may be hiding under that exterior; don't flame me it's not worth it.
SPOILERS FOR THE 5th BOOKâDON'T READ UNLESS YOU HAVE FINISHED ORDER OF THE PHOENIX!
bTenderness Underneath it All/b
Hermione Granger waited impatiently on the platform for her two best friends. It was the trio's sixth year and the events of the previous year were fresh in her mind. Hermione had wanted to spend the holidays at 12 Grimmauld place with Harry and Ron this year but her parents wanted to tour Italy instead. They thought that she needed a break from the stress of the wizarding world. She was glad that she had gotten to go to Italy and spend time with her parents but she felt guilty about leaving the two-especially Harry.
Harry had faced Voldemort again last year and had lost his godfather in the battle. He had taken the loss of the closest thing he had to a father very hard. Hermione had wanted to be there to comfort him but he at least wasn't spending the holidays at the Dursley's. But the summer was finally over and she was going to be able to see her friends again.
"Hermione!" she turned when she heard the two voices that she knew so well and gathered her two best friends into a hug.
"Oh, I've missed you two so much! How are you?" she posed this question to both of them but was looking at Harry.
"I'm fine, Mione," Harry said in a low voice but squeezed her hand so she would know that he was grateful for her concern. Hermione pulled him into another quick hug then released him and grabbed her trunk.
"Let's get a compartment before they fill up," she marched to the train with Ron and Harry following along behind.
They found an empty compartment in the back of the train. Not long after they had settled in; Harry and Ron playing Exploding Snap and Hermione buried in a book the door slid open and Draco Malfoy stood there with a smirk across his face. He had matured over the summer; his hair was no longer slicked back into a helmet but hung loose around his face, his muscles were well defined and he had grown four inches at least.
"Potter, Weasley, Granger. I want to apologize for using my prefect power irresponsibly last year. And I'm sorry for how I treated you since the first year," the smirk had disappeared while he spoke and a sincere look had replaced it.
"Right, nice try Malfoy. That was good-but not very believable," Ron said rising from his spot on the floor.
"Weasley I've seen things over the summer that you cannot imagine," he said his smirk returning. "I saw such cruelty and pain that is beyond your scope of the world. I've experienced pain that you cannot even begin to comprehend. Most of it at the hands of my own father." The compartment went silent at these words.
"What are you going to do now, Malfoy. Now that you know the pain the Voldemort, your father's master, can cause? Are you going to sit idly by now that you have had a tiny taste of my life," Harry stood up and walked over to Malfoy. "Will you stand by your father and his Lord?"
Malfoy's face was a mix of pain and his old arrogance. "My father had disowned me Potter. I told him that I would not follow his Lord and I wouldn't cause suffering like he has caused me," he looked defiantly into Harry's eyes before turning to Hermione. "I will not cause more pain to the Muggle born of our world or to the Muggles of the non-magical world."
A/N: some people may object to the way I am going to portray Draco Malfoy. I know he is a snotty little rich boy but I think that he may be hiding under that exterior; don't flame me it's not worth it.
SPOILERS FOR THE 5th BOOKâDON'T READ UNLESS YOU HAVE FINISHED ORDER OF THE PHOENIX!
bTenderness Underneath it All/b
Hermione Granger waited impatiently on the platform for her two best friends. It was the trio's sixth year and the events of the previous year were fresh in her mind. Hermione had wanted to spend the holidays at 12 Grimmauld place with Harry and Ron this year but her parents wanted to tour Italy instead. They thought that she needed a break from the stress of the wizarding world. She was glad that she had gotten to go to Italy and spend time with her parents but she felt guilty about leaving the two-especially Harry.
Harry had faced Voldemort again last year and had lost his godfather in the battle. He had taken the loss of the closest thing he had to a father very hard. Hermione had wanted to be there to comfort him but he at least wasn't spending the holidays at the Dursley's. But the summer was finally over and she was going to be able to see her friends again.
"Hermione!" she turned when she heard the two voices that she knew so well and gathered her two best friends into a hug.
"Oh, I've missed you two so much! How are you?" she posed this question to both of them but was looking at Harry.
"I'm fine, Mione," Harry said in a low voice but squeezed her hand so she would know that he was grateful for her concern. Hermione pulled him into another quick hug then released him and grabbed her trunk.
"Let's get a compartment before they fill up," she marched to the train with Ron and Harry following along behind.
They found an empty compartment in the back of the train. Not long after they had settled in; Harry and Ron playing Exploding Snap and Hermione buried in a book the door slid open and Draco Malfoy stood there with a smirk across his face. He had matured over the summer; his hair was no longer slicked back into a helmet but hung loose around his face, his muscles were well defined and he had grown four inches at least.
"Potter, Weasley, Granger. I want to apologize for using my prefect power irresponsibly last year. And I'm sorry for how I treated you since the first year," the smirk had disappeared while he spoke and a sincere look had replaced it.
"Right, nice try Malfoy. That was good-but not very believable," Ron said rising from his spot on the floor.
"Weasley I've seen things over the summer that you cannot imagine," he said his smirk returning. "I saw such cruelty and pain that is beyond your scope of the world. I've experienced pain that you cannot even begin to comprehend. Most of it at the hands of my own father." The compartment went silent at these words.
"What are you going to do now, Malfoy. Now that you know the pain the Voldemort, your father's master, can cause? Are you going to sit idly by now that you have had a tiny taste of my life," Harry stood up and walked over to Malfoy. "Will you stand by your father and his Lord?"
Malfoy's face was a mix of pain and his old arrogance. "My father had disowned me Potter. I told him that I would not follow his Lord and I wouldn't cause suffering like he has caused me," he looked defiantly into Harry's eyes before turning to Hermione. "I will not cause more pain to the Muggle born of our world or to the Muggles of the non-magical world."